Well I found my external hard drive. It had been missing since the move into our new house. I found it in the garage after some searching. I needed it for work. I was going through the files and forgot that I had stored a bunch of pictures. On it were some of my dad. I have to admit they made me smile. Then I started missing him again.

I also found a book that he gave me. It was a great treasure hunt that day. The book he gave me is a book of geneology that my cousin Don Harris gave me. It had some great pictures in it and I am happy to have it. I love my family name. I love where I come from. We have a great history. Not at all perfect by any means but for the great majority of the history that I know we Harris' are good people. I look forward to knowing more of the stories. I told Aunt Madeline about the blog but I don't think she has been here. I want to hear some stories that I don't know. One thing that the funeral opened up is that there is a whole life that my father led that not only did I not know about but I wasn't remotely involved in it. His relationships with Kathy and her kids. I saw pictures that were seemingly good times that I knew nothing about. Hope to know some.